"Hmph" Hua Mei's face appeared in the whirlwind, and she looked at Han Xian with a mocking expression. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The corners of Han Xian's eyes twitched, and he said in a low voice, "This is your true face." "If it's still Qin Mu Rongruo's face, I'm really afraid that the next time we meet, there will be a trace of disgust hidden in the corners of my eyes.

There was already a very fancy color on the face, but the flower charm was still forcibly twisting her voice, a pair of confused eyes, looking at Han Xian with affection, and said delicately: "Brother, why do you want that affectionate woman, my sister thinks about you so kindly," the amorous noodles are originally for ****.

Han Xian's face could no longer write disgust, that charming face seemed to Han Xian to be different from the stones in the stinky ditch, his eyes were full of ridicule, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and he said coldly: "You save that leisure, do you dare to fight with me openly?"

It must be a big joke.

"Haha, my brother is really naïve" his hand lightly pointed at Han Xian, and said domineeringly: "This is my integrity." ”

"Poof!"

Han Xian smashed the spear into the soil, holding the gun with difficulty to support his body, his mouth was already vomiting, and his face was even redder, he must have regretted it very much at this moment, and muttered: "Who told you to eat so much in the morning." ”

Hua Mei looked at Han Xian with an angry face, because he himself knew that he was exposed.

The hand hurriedly wiped the corner of his mouth, and the expression on Han Xian's face was to think that how could the things he ate in his stomach be ruined, his head was already raised, and he looked at Hua Mei with a look of disgust, and only held back a few words for a long time: "You are a man." ”

"Ahh

is so neutral, so masculine, not a man, then Han Xian will really smash the south wall headlong.

Obviously, the essence is also what Hua Mei wants to cover up the most, but it has also been understood by Han Xian, so how can this hatred be easily swallowed in his stomach, his face appeared behind Han Xian with the wind, his eyes glared, and the two small grasses suddenly became life-threatening arrows, straight into Han Xian's heart.

As soon as the flower charm disappeared from front of him, Han Xian felt in danger, and sure enough, the whistling thunder behind him was not to verify his premonition?

There was not the slightest panic on his face, his foot kicked violently on the ground, and he jumped up lightly, doing a short levitation, and the two grass arrows brushed the soles of his shoes dangerously.

Seeing that a move failed, Hua Mei's face was even more angry, dozens of blades of grass floated in front of her, and with a glance in her eyes, dozens of grass arrows separated up and down and ran to Han Xian's whole body.

The intention is very obvious, that is, when Han Xian's body is in mid-air, he will kill with one blow, you must know that Han Xian is not a wind, it is not easy to levitate, and he dares to move at will in the air.

Han Xian, who was in mid-air, didn't have the slightest chance to move his body, at least he could forcibly turn around with the few strange Dao leaves in his heart.

His eyes were like torches staring at the dozen or so grass arrows that were shooting at him, and a sneer rose at the corner of his mouth, he must be laughing at the foolishness of Hua Mei.

Isn't it true that Dengfeng will definitely die in such a situation?

It's ridiculous, it's really just a demon, and it really doesn't have any brains.

A hint of ruthlessness rose up in Han Xian's eyes, and the hands that were originally holding the gun in both hands quietly let go of his right hand, and roared in a low voice: "Chu Yang." ”

The shallow brilliance was dotted on the fist, and it slammed forward, although this punch was not as strong as the inner world at all, but Han Xian also thought that how could the person in front of him be compared to the guardian.

Hua Mei's eyes glared fiercely, and she couldn't believe it, why did a stupid and stupid cannon fodder burst out with such a momentum, and there was a feeling that this momentum could be compared with those few people in the fog.

Of course, in Hua Mei's view, this is just momentum, and the others, but also the most important, the distance is still very different.

The verdant color of the atrium origin was mixed with blood, and it frantically surged towards the fist of the arm.

The flower demon felt a flower in front of him, and felt that the fist was swung very slowly, but it did intercept the grass arrow accurately, although the eyes were spent, but the face was still sneering, because in the eyes of those charming eyes, his grass arrows were dozens of them, just one fist to see how you stopped.

Since someone stretched out his neck for Han Xian to beat, how could Han Xian pity his hand.

Without light, how can it be called yang, the fist because of the crazy surge of Dao power, the original embellished color exhausted to burst out of the invisible air flow, this is a kind of potential, the potential to break everything and crush everything.

Han Xian's intention was also very simple, his right fist seemed to be very slow but very hard to push forward, and the invisible momentum he carried directly crushed the dozen or so grass arrows cleanly, and there was not even any scum left.

Is such a light dazzling?

But Han Xian's 'Chu Yang' fist was indeed not all-round, and a grass arrow that shot directly at the face obviously carried more hope for Hua Mei, just like a swimming fish shaking its body with difficulty in the fist.

Hua Mei looked at it vaguely, and Han Xian's eyes also caught the fish that slipped through the net, but when he began to care, it was obviously when he was unable to intercept it.

"Haha" Hua Mei was very excited, and mocked: "Thief, see if you die." ”

Is it ridiculous, really ridiculous?

Just because he scratched such a little skin on his face, the demon actually laughed at this virtue, Han Xian was really depressed, and he was powerless to intercept, does it mean that he can only lead his neck and wait for death?

Although his body floated in mid-air, it did not prevent Han Xian from turning his neck at all.

The neck turned slightly, and the edge of the grass arrow whistled past her cheek, and for some reason, the face of the person in her mind appeared in front of her again, was it just because her face was the same as hers?

"Heh, he's just scratching a little skin. ”

It was so simple, Hua Mei was obviously still stunned, but Han Xian's feet landed on the ground steadily.

Obviously, the corner of Han Xian's eyes has never moved away from the face of the flower charm, how can such an opportunity be sent, as soon as his feet fell to the ground, he was kicked away by Han Xian.

This time it's not to hide, it's completely for Han Feng's target.

The stunned was only short-lived, and there was no doubt that the dark red cold star in front of him really surprised Hua Mei, but the panic did not appear on his face at all, and there was no need to hide it, because he was already a man, and said in a low voice: "Thief, even if you dare to be embarrassed by your superficial skills." ”

Han Congenital ignored the ridicule of others, and only believed in the gun in his eyes.

Han Feng accurately pierced into the face of the flower charm, but Han Xian's face did not have half a point of joy, Han Feng fell on the face of the flower charm without any waves, that face was still sneering, and at this moment, in Han Xian's opinion, the ridicule was still a few points, sure enough, he did not guess wrong, and the surprise had spread on his face.

In the whirlwind, the remnants of grass and flowers were like thin arrows, and they smashed on the edge of Han Xian's spear.

But Han Xian's real surprise was indeed not these, the face under the cold front quickly faded, and his heartbeat was also strong, sure enough.

"Haha, the thief will die!" Hua Mei's voice behind him sounded proudly.

The body wanted to fall back to the ground, but obviously the flower charm didn't give Han Xian this chance, the spear jerked violently, and a little starlight rose on his right arm.

Hua Mei looked at Han Xian's struggle with a mocking expression, as if to say, "Do you want to do it again?" ”

Those few whistling grass arrows thought that Han Xian had died first, and Han Xianyi turned around, which in Hua Mei's view, was just a change of body to be baptized, and the 'first sun' on Han Xian's right hand had not yet gotten rid of the shackles of the mountains.

A trace of panic flashed in the corner of his eyes, and the little starlight on his right hand dimmed in an instant, obviously putting hope on Chu Yang's body, which was only a dead end.

The eyes glanced slightly, and the several grass arrows were distributed up and down, and one of them came straight into the heart.

It was impossible to think that his body would not be damaged, in fact, when he decided to re-enter Shangwu City, Han Xian was ready to bleed, and even when he was ready, he was devoured by that devil green.

The look of panic was quickly diluted by the ruthlessness and determination in his eyes, 'I don't believe I'm going to die under the grass.' ’

The spear stepped forward, not trying to protect the whole body, but trying to protect the heart.

"Poof, poof, poof, sonor!"

The corners of Han Xian's mouth were covered with blood, and several grass arrows were inserted into his body, and one was inserted into his chest, rising and falling rhythmically with his breathing.

It's a good thing to lose your heart.

The decision to make a critical decision allowed Han Xian to successfully pick up a life, and said in a low voice: "Is this all you need?"

Hua Mei's face was full of anger for a long time, and she roared as hard as she could: "Do you think it's over?" After speaking, his hand was raised suddenly, and a trace of ruthlessness appeared in his eyes, and a dim yellow flower broke quietly floating in the air.

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